Dr. Wu stood alone on the road with no village in front and no shop in back, watching the bus go away blankly.

All hope is gone, and the idea of making money for the family is gone. And when you get home, you may have to face criticism from your family.

The ideal prospect is gloomy.

Thinking of what he was going to lose, he squatted on the ground, almost suffocating.

The bus continued to run fast to the North District of Yanzhou people's Hospital, because it was not only ye who needed to be examined, but Zheng Dongping also had to treat his broken arm.

He did not dare to raise any dissatisfaction, because during this period of time, Mr. Ye and the young man had a good talk.

Well... Or, the old man is asking the young man for advice.

It's a strange chat mode.

You know, although Ye has retired, his status is absolutely extraordinary. Such a person has always said that other people listen to him and never consulted him.

Zheng Dongping could only silently express his regret for his broken arm.

Bus driver, park at the nearest location of the hospital building.

Just after stopping, a group of middle-aged people in suits and shoes, with extraordinary momentum, came.

Some passengers have sharp eyes. "Isn't that the Yanzhou mayor Ye Weiliang who always appears on TV? He's coming to pick someone up! "

A group of ordinary passengers who have never seen a leader above the section level are astonished. He wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone, but Zheng Dongping stopped him.

Ye Muwan helped her grandfather out of the car, and her beautiful figure disappeared in the eyes of the public.

Then ye Muwan suddenly turned back, "what's your name?"

"Just now, I helped you save your grandfather." Han Zhen thinks that the other party is going to investigate the kissing.

Ye Muwan immediately widened his eyes, "is this the end? That's the first kiss I've kept for 23 years. "

"Er..." Han Zhen touched his lips subconsciously. Can the first kiss of 23 years be as precious as the first kiss I kept for 524 years?

Ye Muwan is more angry, "you are in Yanzhou City, right? Don't think I can't find you."

She stamped her foot and turned away.

The bus finally stopped at Yanzhou long-distance bus station, and Han Zhen took the bus back.

It's twelve thirty at noon.

Han Zhen went to the door of Han's restaurant, looking at it from a distance, his thoughts fluctuated.

The door is still what I remember. The plaque has faded. On the left side of the door, there is a small blackboard bracket, on which is written a notice of special price of 20 yuan for boiled fish, to attract customers.

People come and go in the restaurant, and people come and go in and out.

Through the glass window of the restaurant, Han Zhen finds his mother standing in front of a table of guests and ordering them.

Maybe it's something in her heart. Qin Yuzhen looks up and sees Han Zhen on the other side of the road when she is looking down.

She recognized her child easily.

Qin Yuzhen waved.

Han Zhen's dead heart suddenly broke and tears came out.

Since the death of his father, Han Zhen has been filled with hatred in his heart. He is full of revenge, and many quarrels break out with his mother.

Then his mother suddenly committed suicide, which made him regret.

After crossing, 500 years of lonely fighting and cultivation, struggling alone.

With no relatives and no past, Han Zhenru and the rootless duckweed are painfully climbing in a different world.

What I think and expect is not now?

There is nothing I can do about the tragedy of the last life. In this life, we should protect you.

For this reason, the God also kills, the ghost also kills!

People, kill more!